Claudia rolled her eyes angrily.

She thought he was just trying to find a reason for his robbery.

"Now that we are acting as businessmen, we can travel with them, and it will be much more convenient to do whatever we do in the future."

The planeswalker showed a cunning expression like a little fox, with two snow-white tiger teeth looming on his lips, which made the true king feel itchy in his heart.

It’s been over a month!

Do you know how he spent this month?

It has been a long time since I sown.

"Hello!"

Claudia stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Zhenjun’s eyes.

"Did you hear me?"

The true king who had been trying to escape from his misfortune came to his senses. It was really not suitable for him to slay demons in public now. When he returned to Winter City and chose a secluded place, he must let Claudia know what it means to be a qualified monk.

!

"Ahem," Moyu Hunben Zhenjun cleared his throat and forcibly suppressed the ancient power in his body.

Claudia's suggestion is theoretically feasible.

But there were too many omissions that were not considered.

But after all, she is his daughter-in-law, so she must not criticize and educate her, but must guide her well.

"Your idea is very good." He touched his chin, and just when Claudia looked proud, he changed the topic again and said tactfully: "But it is not suitable for today's action, because we can't

Exposed at will.”

"Why?"

"It's very simple." Moyu spread his hands, "If this caravan is led from Heihe, then it must have a certain power in Heihe. Compared with them, the caravan we play is like appearing suddenly.

It’s hard not to arouse suspicion.”

Moyu Hunbenzhenjun's voice was low and he subconsciously made a motion to push up his glasses.

"So, we just need to follow them from a distance. Please take turns using the stealth technique with Mr. Star Mage... I want to see where these people come from."

…

…

Cyclone Dune City.

Pat was about to collapse.

At this moment, he was in a cell. In front of him, a human magician who had banned magic had been beaten black and blue.

"Where are the Tears of Poseidon?"

He squeezed the iron bars of the cell fiercely, and the hard metal was as weak as noodles in front of him, twisting into strange shapes with a teeth-piercing crunching sound.

"I, I don't know..."

The magician drooped his head and spurted blood foam from his mouth. He had been breathing out more and taking in less air.

"Damn it! Why don't you say yes even to the death?"

Pate picked up the giant axe, his scarlet lion eyes looked like bloody hell.

He just wanted to chop the magician in front of him into pieces to satisfy his hatred, and he didn't care whether this behavior would arouse the anger of the Saint Lotia Empire.

"Enough!" the young mage shouted loudly.

The wall of flames blocked the front of Pate, and also blocked the giant ax that was about to be swung.

"You want to die too?"

Pate turned his head and stared at the mage with murderous intent. His eyes moved on the mage's chest, neck and head, and all kinds of bloody and terrifying scenes had already appeared in his mind.

The young southern mage was not frightened by Pate's appearance. He looked directly into the eyes of the orc warlord and said without flinching:

"At the beginning, I wanted to provide truth serum potion, but you insisted on using your own, but I didn't ask anything. Then I told you to use my truth serum potion, and I tested the effect in advance, but you still couldn't ask me anything. Since

If you can't ask, it means my people are not guilty!"

His eyes became colder and colder, and he asked:

"Why...are you still planning to give in and give in?"

The lion-orc Petco is different from Bart.

He belongs to the Orc Emperor's Legion of Glory. He has been fighting abroad for many years, and has long developed a violent temper on the bloody battlefield. Therefore, when faced with the mage's questioning, he just raised the giant ax in his hand high.

I don't want to say a word more.

He planned to send the mage who had repeatedly contradicted him directly to meet Satan.

"Pate, are you crazy!"

A giant hammer stopped the falling axe.

The two heavy weapons collided together and made a roar.

The eardrums stung, and the magicians around him held their heads in pain.

Even Bart and Pat frowned.

The shock wave ripped apart the surrounding iron railings, but fortunately there was still a certain distance away from the beaten magician.

But even if he was not impaled by the railing, he was not far from death.

"The truth potion doesn't lie!"

Bart said in a deep voice, and he pushed with all his strength, which relieved the huge force on the axe.

Although it looks very easy on the surface.

But only Bart himself knew how surprised he was.

The strength of the two people was almost the same, but the moment they felt that huge power.

Bart already understood.

Even two of them may not be Pate's opponent.

He stabilized his mind, stretched out his hand to hold Pat's shoulder, and said as if he was taking it lightly:

"Pate, I know you are very angry now, but please calm down. Even if you kill all the magicians here, you will not be able to find the Tears of Poseidon. You know this fact better than I do.

"

Bart's words were like a needle sticking into Pate's ball, and the lion orc was instantly discouraged.

"Is it true that someone can throw things into other people's space rings out of thin air? What kind of incredible ability is this..."

Pat sat down slumped against the wall.

At this moment, his outlook was completely shattered and he already had some doubts about the beast.

If Poseidon's Tears cannot be brought back, his status and his tribe will suffer an unprecedented blow.

As for the two goblin brothers, they just died. They had nothing. They would not bring them alive or take them with them dead. After all, it was he, the orc who took over the mission, who was unlucky.

"I will prove it for you." Bart dodged his eyes and licked his lips, "In front of His Majesty, no matter how absurd the facts are, I will prove that what you say is true!"

He knew that the thief did not stuff anything into the sorcerer's space ring at all, but in an imperceptible way, in front of them, blamed all the sins on these stupid southerners.

Sorcerer.

Of course, Bart planned to take this matter into his coffin, so that not even his son would want to know.

In this way he removed himself from the whole incident.

All the sins are borne by the lion-man-Pet alone.

He could even be a good orc in front of Pate, making Pate owe him a favor.

What's the use of being stronger?

Bart sneered secretly in his heart.

Now times have changed, powerful orcs not only need strength, but also brains!

"I will also prove it for you."

This voice came unexpectedly from the young mage.

Even Pate, who was in a low mood, couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Don't look at me like that, although, I know I'm very charming~" The mage wiped the broken hair from his forehead and raised an evil smile at the corner of his mouth.

"One code equals another." He played with the small flames in his fingers and said casually:
Chapter completed!